I will extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast lifted me up and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.
O LORD my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol; thou gavest me life from my descent into the grave.
Let his merciful ones sing unto the LORD, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.
For his anger endures but a moment; in his will is life; weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.
And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.
LORD, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong; thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.
I will cry unto thee, O GOD; and unto the Lord will I make supplication.
What profit is there in my blood when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? Shall it declare thy truth?
Hear, O LORD and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.
Thou hast turned my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth and girded me with gladness;
to the end that I may sing glory unto thee and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.